Chapter 16

My anger was rising and they kept adding fuel to the fire. Requested by Courtney or not, you could tell they had a grudge against me and nothing I was saying was made up for them.

They went on and on. Saying and wishing us things that being women made me more angry that they tell us, because I expected at least a hint of empathy. However, there they were imploring that some man give us what we deserved so that we would learn our place in the organization.

The anger was already building up inside me and the last thing I heard Sheila say, the very empathetic Sheila, was the drop that escaped from the ocean, because that was what I could bear, not a full glass, an entire ocean.

—When they rape and kill them, they're going to hang their bodies so that even when they're dead they'll continue to pay their lesson.

And I clouded over How could they say something like that? Wishing someone their own necrophilia is inhumane. Cruel and disgusting.

Sheila didn't have much time to react as I lunge